Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Količina 63

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W. Blackwood & Sons, 1848
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Stran 411 - But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists and calculators has succeeded ; and the glory of Europe is extinguished for ever.
Stran 609 - As monumental bronze unchanged his look : A soul that pity touch'd, but never shook : Train'd, from his tree-rock'd cradle to his bier, The fierce extremes of good and ill to brook Impassive — fearing but the shame of fear — A stoic of the woods — a man without a tear.
Stran 282 - For every one that useth milk is unskilful in the word of righteousness ; for he is a babe. But strong meat belongeth to them that are of full age, even those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern both good and evil.
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